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Lol...i just kinda figured out that maybe i was suppose to start a new one for a new week! There was a blonde moment! LOL! SO for those of ya who didn't see my last post the new topic is

Time

Have fun!

time

an undiscribale object, thing, idea.
like a person, a soul, it keeps on going.
only to stop, to tick upon the day,
then go on and start over again.

how long? will it be?
till we see, yet anothing being.
how long? will it be?
till we are were we are.

like a clock, only revoling, going in circles.
our lives, nothing changes, just rearranges.

we are like the time,
there is no end,
always in a different place, with a different face.
but the same we are.

we call ourselves we, us, human, ex cetra.
but like time we are...
undiscribable...

Time is
Kisses after a fantastic night
Calm before the storm
Never getting to say goodbye
Weeklong embraces
Leaving someone you love behind
The wind on a sunny day
Fun ending before you're ready
Missed telephone calls
Breakfast in bed
Feelings neverending
Emotions overruling
Friendships found and lost
Surprise visits
Time is gone.

Borrowed Time

The sun sets
And night is at hand
Our lives, too, take a turn
And now at the threshold of life I stand
To take one last look
On the life once had,
Memories which were chreished
But will never be kept.

The aroma of coffee in the morning,
The smell of freshly-cut grass,
The sweet, innocent smile of a child,
The warmth of the sun on my face,
The feel of your skin on mine,
The sounds of a glorious day,
And every other remembrance
That captured life.

But nothing is permanent in this world.
We are all on borrowed time.

Yet Time Goes On


Time passes slow for a child who's sick
Listen closely, as the clock it ticks
A mother weeps by a hospital bed
It won't be long before her child is dead

Yet time goes on
New babies are born
Yet time goes on
New smiles are worn

He checks his watch, but can barely see
Last week he just turned 93
It seems like yesterday, when he was young
and now his time is almost done
He waits...

Yet time goes on
New babies are born
Yet time goes on
New smiles are worn

Each grain of sand slips through the glass
Each grain of sand, a second passed

Hi Stacey!

That was beautiful! I hope you'll win!

Thank you bench, that was sweet

<b>Time Will Tell </b>

Only Time will tell
what the future will hold
And I long for the day
of understanding

A Time.. not on a clock
on a watch or a calender
But a place of splendor
a state of mind

For that single moment
everything will be clearer
Finally it all makes sense
It has a reason

For a second of a dream
the secret of all life's reality
that only Time can tell is
'Why it all was'

That was also great Becky! I envy the way you can put those words together!

I think everyone did an outstanding job on this one.. LinzAy has her hands full picking a winner this week.. I know I dont envy the job.. I am anxious to see the one she makes using lines from all our poems